"Waaaah... What love at first sight? It's just lust at first sight."
Wuya curled its wings into a fist and pounded into Leng Ye's chest again and again.
"So what if it is?"
Leng Ye lowered his eyes to look at the crisscrossing red lines on the boots, and unconsciously raised the corners of his lips.
"Hmph... heartless bastard who'll turn his back on you without a second thought!"
"After you've cried enough, go to the Immortal Realm. Remember, you must stay with her every step of the way." Leng Ye's thin lips parted slightly, and he casually tossed the filthy handkerchief onto Wuya's head. "Clean yourself up."
"Faithless man!"
Wuya angrily threw the handkerchief at Leng Ye's face, and with a "whoosh," it flew towards the Immortal Realm.
It must do everything in its power to stabilize Xuanfengqian.
As long as Xuan Fengqian remains unmoved, it will be of no use no matter how much Leng Ye likes her.
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Immortal Realm, Qingfeng Palace
Xuanfeng Qian was fast asleep, lying face down in front of his desk.
The morning light shone through the openwork carved window frame, casting dappled patterns of light on her fair, jade-like face.
"Princess, the sky is clear and the weather is fine today. Would you like to come with me to the mortal realm to see the beautiful sea of flowers?"
Fu Chen, with his flowing black hair and a smile on his lips, strolled over.
"You jinx, please wait. The princess is not yet married. If someone sees you openly entering and leaving her boudoir, the princess will inevitably be criticized."
Qi Yuan hurriedly stepped in front of Fu Chen, but after only saying a few words, her face suddenly turned bright red.
She suppressed the pounding in her heart and said softly, "The princess has not yet risen. If you have any urgent matters, please let me convey them to you."
Fu Chen glanced indifferently at Qi Yuan, whose cheeks were flushed, and suddenly raised his hand to remove the withered leaves from her hair.
"The God of Brooms..."
Qi Yuan stared at Fu Chen, whose eyes were like clear streams and whose face was like a painting, and her heart suddenly raced.
Fu Chen smiled gently and said softly, "There's nothing urgent. I just wanted to invite the princess to take a trip to the mortal realm."
"This servant will go and wake the princess right away."
"Never mind, there's plenty of time in the future."
Fu Chen's voice and demeanor were detached and cold, and a faint sense of aloofness always lingered between his brows and eyes.
Qi Yuan watched him turn and leave, feeling a sense of loss.
Ever since Fu Chen took a whip from Leng Ye to protect her a few days ago, his every smile and frown would appear in her mind from time to time.
"How strange! Could this be what the princess meant by 'male beauty leads people astray'?"
Qi Yuan gently covered her burning cheeks with her hands, then turned around and plunged her head into the water vat in the courtyard.
He wanted to use the icy water to calm the rapidly rising temperature on her face.
Hidden in the shadows, Fu Chen indifferently looked at the lovesick Qi Yuan, intending to kill her himself and then frame Leng Ye.
On second thought, if he could plant a spy by Xuan Fengqian's side who would listen to him without question, there might be unexpected gains.
"You overestimating yourself, I'll let you off the hook today."
Fu Chen snorted coldly and instantly slipped into Xuan Fengqian's boudoir.
Seeing that Xuan Fengqian was fast asleep, lying face down on the desk, he turned around, took the cloak hanging on the screen, and gently draped it over her shoulders.
"Get out..." Xuan Feng frowned slightly and shouted urgently.
Fu Chen paused, thinking he had disturbed Xuan Fengqian, and was about to leave her boudoir when he saw her waving her arms and legs wildly.
"Princess, it's just a nightmare, don't be afraid."
He realized that Xuan Fengqian was just trapped in a nightmare, which was why she was so agitated, so he strode forward and pulled her into his arms.
"Leng Ye, why don't you just die?" Xuan Fengqian nestled into Fu Chen's arms, speaking indignantly.
Fu Chen slowly lowered his eyes and looked at Xuan Fengqian, who had not yet woken up in his arms. A sense of doubt suddenly arose in his heart.
He had initially thought that Xuan Fengqian had begun to doubt the supernatural ability to foresee disasters, but seeing that she even dreamed of wanting to grind Leng Ye to dust, his doubts dissipated in an instant.
"Princess, don't be afraid, I will always be by your side."
"When the cold night fades into ashes, I will marry you with a grand wedding procession, how about it?"
"Believe me, in a while, you will be able to completely get rid of that demon."
...
Fu Chen gently soothed the restless Xuan Fengqian. He noticed a line of ink marks on her cheek, so he took out a handkerchief from his sleeve and gently wiped her cheek.
Unwittingly, the still-wet ink on the letter on the desk caught his eye.
Out of curiosity, he casually flipped through a few pages.
The document was filled with detailed records of the atrocities Leng Ye had committed against Xuan Fengqian.
Between the lines, there is a bone-deep hatred.
What pleased him most was that she treated the Blood Demon's rampage on the Xuan Dian Platform as a well-directed and acted show by Leng Ye.
In this way, he no longer needed to worry that she would develop any feelings for Leng Ye because of his life-saving grace.
"Your Highness, something terrible has happened! News has come from the Tushita Palace that the Blood Demon launched a surprise attack on the Xuandian Platform last night. Right now, all the immortals have gathered in the Lingxiao Palace, anxiously discussing how to capture the Blood Demon."
After a while, Qi Yuan, with her hair still wet, rushed into the house in a hurry.
She was stunned to see Xuan Fengqian leaning against Fu Chen's chest, and it took her a long time to recover. "Broom Star Lord, what are you doing here?"
"I heard the princess scream from inside the house and worried that something had happened to her, so I rushed in to check on her. Unexpectedly, the princess was trapped in a nightmare and clung to me like a lifeline."
Throughout his speech, Fu Chen maintained a faint smile on his face.
Qi Yuan stared at his extraordinary and handsome face, completely oblivious to what he was saying, nodding incessantly.
"Gah! Who are you? Why are you hugging Ashen so affectionately!"
Wuya rode the wind and leaped into Xuanfeng Qian's arms with a "whoosh," yelling at the top of his lungs, "Qian, wake up!"
Xuan Fengqian had originally planned to pretend to be asleep, but after learning Fu Chen's true colors, she was no longer bothered to feign ignorance with him.
But Wuya's cry was like a thunderclap, giving her a headache and making her panic.
Left with no other choice, she slowly opened her eyes and whispered, "What's wrong?"
"Princess, don't listen to its nonsense. I only came in to check on you because I saw you were trapped in a nightmare."
Fu Chen quietly released Xuan Fengqian and said unhurriedly.
"Gah! You're lying. You just want to take advantage of A-Qian. A-Qian is mine, and no one can take her away."
At first, Wuya intended to do everything in his power to persuade Xuanfengqian to marry someone else and not to hang herself on Lengye's tree.
But when it saw her being held in Fuchen's arms, it felt a pang of sadness.
Fuchen glared coldly at Wuya with displeasure, a murderous intent rising within him.
He thought to himself, since Leng Ye cares so much about this bird, sooner or later he will stew it and personally serve it to Leng Ye.
Wuya noticed the hostile look in Fuchen's eyes and suddenly snuggled into Xuanfeng Qian's arms, saying timidly, "Qian, I don't like him. Tell him to leave."
Xuanfeng Qian looked at Fuchen with a slight apology and said in a calm tone, "Broom Star Lord, I will come to see you another day."
"good."
Fu Chen understood Xuan Fengqian's implication, realizing that she was subtly asking him to leave, and he was particularly displeased.
She had always regarded him as a confidant.
Unexpectedly, she was so cold to him today.
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